Life

[*Wyche'sWarrior*]

(10-04-2016, 12:58 PM)jason Wrote: Death is a powerful force. Unfortunately treee and Cage have learned that at a young age. The grief of losing a parent at an age when they can still influence and guide your life is probably only matched by the unthinkable sorrow of losing a child as a parent. I didn't have my first child until last Halloween. She was born the day after my 41st birthday. One if my greatest fears is that I will die while she is still young.

Death and loss are also relentless. The older you get, the more it keeps rearing its ugly head. In recent years I've lost both grandmothers, younger cousins, older cousins, in laws, friends, friends' parents, pets... You get the idea. At first I chalked it up to a shitty year. I later realized that it was the new normal.

It's hard to give advise on relationships or feelings of loneliness. The best I can do is assure you that things generally will work themselves out for the better if you allow them to. Drugs and alcohol can put a band aid on the problem, but will always lead straight down. I've been in some dark places. I've seen things I wish I hadn't, and done things I'm ashamed of. I didn't find happiness in life until later. I became a man I never thought I could be.

Breech nailed it. Things can always suck more, and if you let them, they will. Keep moving forward. Keep a positive attitude. Think about the people that you've lost daily, and also be grateful for the people that you do have... Every single day.

Things will never be perfect. There are still things that I don't like about my life. If I can change them, I do. If not, I live with it. As time and the years go by, just make sure you have as little regret as possible.

Well said.....some things I did in those dark days I "speak on with hesitation, even though it's past the statute of limitations".

My fear is your fear.  I had my children a little earlier, first one at 34, second one at 36.  However, I had a mild heart attack at 32 as a result of out of control and unknown diabetes (hadn't been to a doc since a shoulder dislocation ten years prior).  Shit like that begins to make you appreciate the little things in life more, quit stressing so much, and tell people that mean something to you how you feel.  My friends even say I'm getting sappy.   I make sure my girls know how much daddy loves them, and I try to teach them everything I know without having them "grow up too fast".  I want to teach them all I can....because I share that fear with you.